As the light and shadow changed, Wuyou felt countless scenes flashing in front of her eyes, and after a moment he appeared in another place.
As the teleportation array star patterns dimmed on the ground, the scene in front of you was also fully presented to Wuyou.
This is a valley, which seems to have been cultivated in the valley. An unknown plant at your feet is a treasure on the mainland. It has been learned from the robbery for a period of time, so Wuyou is not unfamiliar with these herbs, with a faint fragrance.
As the breeze comes, it makes people feel refreshed, and the worries that originally linger in my heart are forgotten at this moment.
Feeling the warm sunshine and the cool breeze, Wuyou unconsciously raised a bright smile. Against the backdrop of the sunshine, it seemed like my whole body was covered with a faint halo, which was a little dazzling.
"Where is this?" Seeing Shan Feng rolling up Mixiu's robe, he still maintained his unique temperament. Wuyou was also amazed in his heart, but he quickly recovered and asked.
"Do you really want to get the key?" Mixiu said with a serious expression when he heard Wuyou's words.
Wuyou also lowered his smile and nodded solemnly at Mixiu, but he did not understand the meaning behind his expression.
"Forget it, I'll hand it over sooner or later. If that person was you, it might be a good thing!" Mi Xiu was still talking to himself regardless of Wuyou's gaze.
Wuyou became even more confused. Just as he was about to say something, a sensation of pain came from his fingertips, and then a dazzling contract star pattern lit up from under her feet.
This is a magic weapon!
Wuyou's surprise was not over yet. Mishe, who was already proud in front of him, began to emit a dazzling golden light, and then slowly shrank. Oh, no, it disappeared, and finally turned into a small light ball and fell into Wuyou's hands. The golden light
There was only a golden key that dispersed.
Such golden light, although nothing unusual, gives people a kind of nobleness born with people, and makes people unconsciously surrender.
"Don't think about it! I am the spirit of the demigod space, which is the key you humans have to look for for thousands of years!" Mixiu's voice sounded from the depths of his soul, and Wuyou almost dropped the key in his hand to the ground.
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shock!
Wuyou was extremely shocked. No wonder Mixiu looked like that when she heard that she was looking for the key, no wonder Hill was so respectful to Mixiu, no wonder Mixiu could only take her to the demigod space.
Thinking about this, Wuyou felt a little guilty in his heart. Mishe treated her as a friend, but she just wanted to get him. Although Wuyou's purpose was very simple, the result would still hurt him.
"You don't have to feel guilty. I've been tired of it for thousands of years here. This place belongs to you, but now it's just the original owner!" Perhaps because of hearing Wuyou's voice, Mishe's voice became more gentle
I accidentally revealed a secret.
"Is this mine?" Although Wuyou was absent-minded, he heard this key message and asked in distractedly.
Mishe's figure appeared again, but this time a strange star pattern appeared on his forehead, exactly the same as the star pattern on the sole of Wuyou's feet.
This is the power of contract.
"Whose one can be from not yours?" Mishe looked at Wuyou like an idiot, and was very confused about her ignorance.
"Is this really mine?" Wuyou repeated again without believing Mixiu's words, and looked at the surrounding environment again, and expressed helplessness after confirming that he had no impression.
"You can enter the forbidden barrier, who else can it be if it is not yours?" Mixiu asked back, but still did not directly answer Wuyou's question.
"Why do you say I am the owner of this place?" Still can't believe such a fact, Wuyou reiterated again.
After scratching his head, Mishe felt very helpless. After thinking for a while, he confessed: "I don't know, I cultivated the spirit of the weapon five thousand years ago, but in my memory, I only entered the barrier.
I am the one I want to protect, and I don’t know why I have such memories.”
It can be seen that Mishe's distressed expression was not as fake. Although he was a thousand-year-old weapon spirit, he still maintained his childlike innocence, and all his thoughts would be visible on his face.
"Is this a demigod space?" Knowing that there was no result after further asking, Wuyou didn't pursue it anymore and began to look at Shan Gu curiously and asked.
"How could this be a demigod space!" Hearing that Wuyou compared this place to a demigod space, Mi Xiu immediately stopped pride in his bones, and looked at Wuyou with contempt and said disdainfully.
Wuyou was also helpless. Compared to Mi Xiu, she was indeed a local bun. She didn't care if she was despised and continued to ask for advice humbly.
Very satisfied with Wuyou's performance, Mishe proudly patted his chest and bragged: "This is just the place I usually live. Because it is contaminated with my breath, the spiritual energy is more abundant than other places, so it becomes the present.
This is what it looks like.”
Wuyou was suspicious of Mixiu's words, but he just twitched the corner of his mouth and did not respond.
"Don't you believe it?" Mi Xiu stopped doing it and had already contracted with Wuyou. He could also guess Wuyou's thoughts. Seeing Wuyou's expression like this, a sense of humiliation arose from the bottom of his heart.
"I don't!!!" Wuyou shook her hand quickly, but she seemed a little overwhelmed when she did that.
"Why did you bring me here?" Seeing that Mixiu's face became increasingly ugly, Wuyou hurriedly opened the topic.
Mixiu's teachings were still a little shallow, and Wuyou was taken away when she asked about her thoughts.
"Of course I came here to make a contract with you!" Mi Xiu looked at Wuyou with a cheap expression, which made Wuyou feel a little embarrassed.
"Well, now the contract is completed, let's go! We can use you to change to the dean!" Wuyou nodded seriously and said in a deep voice.
"What!!! Do you want to hand me over??" As if he couldn't believe what he heard, Mixiu pulled Wuyou's sleeve and said anxiously.
Mixiu's face was flushed because of panic. Wuyou smiled secretly, but his face was serious.
"Of course, I have promised Mrs. Hill that if I don't hand you over, how can the dean come back?"
Wuyou's expression was too real, and there was no joke. Mishe was hit and Junyi's face was full of depression.
"You really want to hand me over?" Mixiu looked depressed and replied that Wuyou nodded seriously again.
"Ah!!! How can you do this? I have already made a contract with you. How can you hand me over to those mortals!!!" Mixiu refused and directly shouted out his own thoughts.
Wuyou put on a so-called expression, which further hit his strong self-esteem.
"You can do this, I'm a demigod space!!!" He patted his chest again and introduced his awesome identity, wanting to use it to tempt Wuyou.
"So what?" Wuyou continued to pretend to be innocent.
"I'm a demigod space!"
"Yeah, I know!!!"
In this way, a boring conversation was held between the master and the servant.
"I am a demigod space. Do you know how many people dream of getting me? Even the old woman Hill did so many things and just wanted to find me so that their clan could enter there and become a god as soon as possible!!!"
In boring quarrels, unexpected things always happen, such as Mithur's boast, which really scares Wuyou.
"Do you say Mrs. Hill knows your true identity?" Wuyou looked at Mithur with suspicion, obviously half-believing and half-doubting about his words.
"Of course, she always thought I was her ancestor. My appearance has not changed for five thousand years. Do you think she can't know my identity?" She looked at Wuyou like an idiot, Mi
Cultivating one's own life experience.
"But why did you become his grandson?" Wuyou has always been very curious about this matter.
"Hey! Isn't that woman afraid that those who are interested will look at me, so I have been the young master of the land of God for generations, so I use this as a cover-up!" Mixiu touched his nose helplessly, for his own
The encounter was also very helpless.
"Then why don't you leave?"
"You think I don't want to, but my space is still here, so I can't leave!" At this point, Mishe couldn't help frowning, obviously despising this matter.
"Then why did you leave the demigod space?" As the spirit of the demigod space, Mishe should have the right to move the space, but it is obviously not like that in front of him.
"Oh, don't say it anymore. I don't know. I just remember that as soon as I had spiritual consciousness, I came out by myself when I was happy. Then I couldn't go back even if I wanted to go back." Mixiu's voice was particularly guilty, but
Let Wuyou know some truth.
"So, although you are a spirit of the demigod space, you can't use the space. You're just a person who has nothing to do to have a good meal. Forget it, I'll just use you to change the dean! The dean comes out and may be able to be in front of Yueying Kingdom.
Protect me!" Wuyou was indeed a little dark-hearted, and at this time he still didn't forget to joke with Mixiu.
Mixiu was reluctant, so he collapsed to the ground and cheated, saying that Wuyou would not be determined if he wanted to hand him over. He was really like a child.
"There is no way, I am a person who is prone to causing trouble. People who follow me have never ended up being good. They all go with me. I don't want to implicate you!" If Wuyou said this before just saying this
Just kidding, but after she finished speaking, she felt a little sad.
It was this sadness and depression that made Mixiu more sure that Wuyou was telling the truth, and he became more and more frightened.
"Puchi!!!" Looking at Mixiu's expression of tears, Wuyou couldn't help laughing, but it made Mixiu's face even more ugly.
"How did those students die?" Wuyou said seriously without the mood to tease Mi Xiu again.
"Hmph! I knew when I wanted to ask a question. Didn't you want me just now? Just hand me over. You're right. I'm just a spirit who can't enter my own space." Mixiu was unhappy.
Ah, I didn't expect that I finally found a favorite master for thousands of years, but I was such a master. I thought I would be free after going out with her, but I didn't expect that I would be suppressed to death.
"Okay then! Let's change you to the dean. Maybe the dean will be able to find the murderer when he comes back!"
Wuyou is indeed the originator of the black-bellied world, and a single sentence hit Mishe's weakness.
Mixiu glanced at her resentfully, and finally stood up from the ground like a little wife and said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't those evil dark magicians yet, I want to open the barrier through the sacrifice of creatures to find me!"
"Dark magician! Underworld!!!"
Mixiu said something, Wuyou was shocked and had already guessed a rough idea.
In the underworld, Ming Luo was leaning halfway on the stool and listening to his subordinates’ reports. Somehow, the cold wind blew and couldn’t help but sneeze.